Bab 694: Isaac Whitelock.

"Call everyone back." Aether said and looked at the streets of White Paradise, where gods, angels, and their armies had gathered amid demon corpses. They all looked exhausted after days of fighting.

The mortals watched from below as millions of demons surrounded them like a swarm of sharks surrounding group of fishes.

A normal-looking man looked at his trembling hands and thought that it was a miracle he had survived this far. He had hidden in desolate alleyways and near the headquarters of the Legacy Company. However, now there was no safe place. The demons would break down the walls, swarm the city, and kill them all.

The same thought was shared by almost every mortal. Their hands trembled, their knees buckled, and their palms were sweating.

The demons' jeers and taunts reverberated across the air while drums echoed in the background. The final war was already here, and from this point on, each army would use all of its strength.